Chasing for Something

Chapter 11

Chapter 11; Isabella.

I lay in my bed replaying the moments from tonight. He had kissed me. Again. I didn't want to give myself away to anyone, I was afraid. And to be honest, Edward makes my heart skip a beat every damn time. He's changing me in some ways no one can. Sighing, I shook the thought out of my head and tried to sleep. When sleep never came, I pulled the covers off me feeling the cool air hit my legs, I stood up and walked out the room. I walked in the kitchen, and looked through some cabinets to find a glass. Once I found it, I grabbed some water and took a sip of it. The events of tonight were still playing in my mind.

The light suddenly went on and I quickly turned around to see who it was, and of course it was none other than Edward. I gulped, he was in sweatpants and that was it. His bare top was.. perfect. He was muscular and his pack, and I couldn't keep myself from staring.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked, I looked up at his face and nodded. He shrugged as he grabbed a cup from the cabinet and water as well. I stood there awkwardly and then quickly finished my water, I put the glass away and mumbled goodnight. Before I could fully make it to the exit of the kitchen, I felt a strong hand wrap around my arm and turning me around. I was so close to him. Being this close to him sent shivers down my back, he looked at me with such beautiful eyes.

"I-I know I'm your boss. But why won't you give it a chance?" He asked, so quietly and innocently. The question took me by surprise, I guess I never gave myself away to someone because I felt like I'd always get hurt. Just like my parents hurt me. I found my mouth opening but I was lost at words.

I took a deep breath and shook myself out of his grip. I jumped up on the counter and watched him as he leaned on the wall opposite of me. He was facing me, his arms crossed against his chest. I didn't exactly know what to say without giving myself away. "I don't know. I've never given myself away to someone and the thought of it scares me." I said. He nodded, and I just sat there hoping he wouldn't see right through me.

"Why?" He asked. I knew he wanted to know who I was and how he was gonna figure me out but I couldn't let that happen. I shrugged and jumped off the counter, I walked toward the exit if the kitchen until he spoke up.

"Isabella.." He whispered, sending chills down my spine. It was so clear that I wanted him. I stopped willing to listen to what he was gonna say.

"Please just give me a chance." He said. I stood there motionless thinking about it.

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